It is
of the earth's  way
a scale
balancing sunshine
with rain,

As a flower shares
the soil with a dandelion-
air with the ocean,
mountains and plains.

And the seasons turn
from spring into summer
then leaves fall
Soon, it snows.

And all are God's creations
the mighty to the small.
And how everything....
a thought to a heartbeat
a pups welp
to a trumpets sonorous
blast
in mountains
and valleys
echoes

sighs

Dust to dust and no stopping
reality or favors from Fairies,
no rest for the weary.
In the end going
back to beginnings,
is the way
All stardust
is created.